Candy wiped her mouth with her hand, chuckled, and took the fried rice ball, which was as big as a glutinous rice ball, stuffing it into her mouth with a crunching sound.

"Sweet and delicious, stars are so nice, I like candy." I don't know if she meant she liked stars or fried rice, but anyway, this silly girl has a big appetite and there's nothing she doesn't like to eat.

Xingxing smiled at her and waved to her, "Sweetie, Xingxing is giving you a reward. Come here, I have something to tell you."

Candy obediently came closer, and Xingxing whispered, "See that haystack? There's someone hiding there trying to steal our meat porridge. Go and catch him."

What? Someone actually tried to steal their meat porridge! This is unacceptable! Candy is going to beat him to death!

Before Xingxing could finish speaking, Tangguo shot out like an arrow and rushed to the haystack in a few breaths. With a swift movement, she pulled out the person hiding underneath.

The silly girl was about to punch him a few times to give him a hard time, but before she could make a move, she saw that the man was covered in blood, his eyes were tightly closed, and she couldn't tell whether he was dead or alive.

Candy was stunned. She ran back with the man in her arms, anxiously saying, "Xingxing, I haven't even hit him yet, and he's already dead! What should we do?"

Zhou Laoda was surprised when Tang Guo suddenly brought over a person covered in blood. He immediately stood up and looked around. This was a wilderness, and apart from a few travelers at the inn, there was no one here where they were resting.

"Where did you get these people?" Old Zhou strode over in one step.

Candy shook her head and pointed to the stars.

Xingxing whispered, "I found someone hiding in that haystack. I thought it was a bad guy, so I sent Tangguo to catch him. I didn't expect it to be someone who was about to die."

At this moment, Zhou Wufu walked over, checked the man's breath, and felt his carotid artery. Cough, in fact, he was just pretending. Apart from having developed a few poisons, he had never really studied medicine.

"His breathing is very weak, but we can confirm that he is still alive, just that he is badly injured."

Although the person was covered in blood, it was still clear that he was not very old, at most sixteen or seventeen. Although his clothes were tattered and dirty, a closer look revealed that they were made of high-quality fabric.

"What should we do?" Zhao Guihua was at a loss. It wasn't that she didn't want to help, but they were all in dire straits themselves.

After a moment of contemplation, Zhou gritted his teeth and said, "We don't have the ability to save others, let's save ourselves first." He then looked away.

"Candy, you brought him here, then threw him back, uh..." Zhou Laoda was halfway through his sentence when he felt a weight on his feet. The boy who had been on the verge of death suddenly seemed to have been given a powerful drug, and his hands tightly gripped Zhou Laoda's calves.